Rush

Nine girls kneel before him, nine girls needing to be punished. Nine girls on their knees and trembling, nine girls waiting bleakly upon his pleasure. But only one will have the temerity to face him squarely with a grin on her lips, a twinkle in her eye, and a flirt to her hips, until, to remain within the sorority, she will accept her punishment and chastened, sit meekly beneath his words.

Rush week was ending, but for the juniors, for this junior, university, well university was just beginning.